Article by Rhys Howell.
The X Factor returns this Saturday, and we all know what to expect: the treacly piano score; the soft focus blur; the tears beginning to trickle down the contestant”™s face during their tale about their paraplegic gran, and how she used to hum “Danny Boy” using only her throat mic after Nazi dentists stole her larynx, and that”™s why in a modern interpretation they”™ll now be singing “SK8R Boi” for dear old Gran. Its such a clichÃ© that as soon as Keane come on the soundtrack you know the weeping chancer is going through. Other than this one downside, I”™m looking forward to what is the saviour of the music industry.
Last week weÂ had a feature lambasting reality TV shows and their impact on the music industry (If you haven”™t read it yet then it can be found here. I”™ll wait while you do.). I think these programs are a good thing and will attempt to convince you, too.